The air is cool and there is just a freshness about this place.
Yesterday I saw a wall of great old, worn out buoys. Each of these was once a very important marker for a lobsterman. Tied to the other end of each buoy was a lobster trap, the source of the man's livelihood.
The bays here is Bar Harbor are dotted with these buoys. Each is a reminder of where the man has been. Each leaving a mark for others to see.
Our life is filled with markers too. We have walked through life leaving markers on family, friends, co-workers, and even complete strangers.
Each action, or lack of action, in our life has left a mark on someone. My life is a testimony to others.
How have I testified?
It will lead to an opportunity for your testimony.
Luke 21: 13
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